"Are you sure?" Raagu asked.
"I picked him up to celebrate Valeron’s coronation. We lived together for just a few days, but I would have noticed if Nero talked." Inxialot said.
Raagu would have liked to argue that no cat could live that long, but she had run out of patience and she just wanted that conversation to end.
"Don’t call me sweetheart and lower the Gargoyles’ output. As for you, Zolgrish, play another trick on that dumbass and you and I are going to have a problem. Raagu out."
"I never play tricks on Ratpack! I treat him with the utmost respect. Tell her." Zolgrish pointed at the screen that now showed the Awakened disciples fighting for their lives against the still overpowered Gargoyles.
The small undead ignored the pointless order and cranked the lever down before someone lost their life.
***
Aalejah’s group was faring well against the Gargoyles only thanks to the knowledge that she had acquired while serving the World Tree and to the rough Yggdrasill staff that helped the young elf to keep a calm mind.
"Use only spells based on darkness and water." She said. "These things aren’t real golems, just lumps of enchanted stone. Unless you completely destroy the enchantment that animates them, you would be just wasting your mana."
Elves had many bloodline abilities and Soul Vision was among them. It allowed Aalejah to see the true nature of both things and people. She had used it to choose as her companions only people who she could trust.
Now, instead, the elf was using Soul Vision to save as many lives as she could.
To her mystical senses, the Gargoyles appeared like puppets manipulated by long strings that extended further than she could see. Every time one of them was destroyed, the energy flowing through the strings would revitalize them.
"Luckily, we undead are all about darkness magic." Trevar the Nightwalker said.
His bloodline had turned his skin of a black color and allowed him to manipulate shadows while also infusing them with the darkness elements. A simple wave of his hand had the Gargoyles bound by their own shadows, giving to the group the time they needed to destroy the constructs.
Aalejah sealed the windows and the cracks in the penthouse with earth magic to keep more Gargoyles from entering, but suddenly the creatures became so strong that they just burst through the walls.
Phloria and Lith fared no better. She was alone, relying on the ice to encase the enemies while her spell slowly killed them, but now the creatures were breaking free from their prison and slowly crawled toward her.
The power boost allowed the flying Gargoyles that were swarming her to not be affected by the storm that Frostmourne generated, forcing Phloria to use her sword to defend herself and almost breaking her focus.
"Oh, no you don’t!" She said while noticing that more and more constructs ignored her and tried to reach the hole that Lith had opened in the ground.
Phloria had positioned herself so that her spell would cover the access and Lith’s back at the same time, but now a single spell wasn’t enough.
She activated her tier five Mage Knight spell, Death Bastion, that conjured a stone wall infused with darkness magic that quickly replaced the missing ground and sealed the entrance to the underground tunnel.
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